I Went to Pick Up My Wife and Newborn Twins from the Hospital — I Found Only the Babies and a Note
When I arrived at the hospital to bring my wife, Suzie, and our newborn twins home, I never expected my world to collapse in an instant. Instead of joyful nurses and discharge papers, I was handed a note. Just a note.
My hands trembled as I read it. Our daughters, Callie and Jessica, slept peacefully in their tiny hospital cribs, oblivious to the chaos swirling around me. But inside, my heart was shattering.
Back home, confusion turned to rage. My mother had always been harsh with Suzie, criticizing everything from the way she dressed to how she held the babies during her pregnancy. Facing her, I demanded answers.
